Excuses, Excuses...

Hi peoples!

I know, I know. I have been really bad about blogging! But you see, I have a huge line of excuses, such as:

I am not even in the same state (then again, I brought my laptop and have Wi Fi)
My time is split in between bunches of people wanting to see me, not to sound braggy (but, I have had plenty of my Facebook and e-mail, time)

Let me think...

And Lissa is icing a birthday cake!

(I threw that one in because my "huge line of excuses" is running out...)

I'll be back, don't worry. I have a lot of things on my mind right now. But I will be back.

Just to throw in another obscure fact, I have stayed up past mid-night every night since Friday of last. Mostly around the 2:30/3:30 central time.

"I can't believe I'm saving you after you tried to kill me!"

Do any of you recongnize this quote?

Yes, it is one from Ella Enchanted, the movie. You really should read the book, though. The movie may be funny, but the book is just plain awesome!

Nighty night night!

Marina

Did y'all ever notice how cute Puss-in Boots is? His voice does not suit him, though. He needs a cute little kitty voice, don't you agree?

Here we are, practicing for the "Iron Man" race. You started outside, swam back-stroke to the black line, breast-stroke to the inside line, free-style to the black line, breast-stroke to the outside line, choose-what-you want to the black line, then you went

under and held your breath to the finish-line.

Our pre Iron-Man picture.

As you can see, Eeyore is holding up bunny ears behind Roo.

The black wall thing-y that you swam under to get outside. SO COOL!

Here is the indoor part of the pool. To get to the outdoor half you swim under that black-wall thingy (or you could just use the door, but who wants to do that?)!

Sorry 'bout the kind of confusing way the pictures are set up. I am still working on learning how to put pictures on the blog.

I am watchin' Shrek the Third. Whatcha doin?

Why I may have a future as a waitress, after all!

Hey y'all!

We had a lot of fun at our trivia night Saturday night. Two triva nights. My church's youth group, G3, or God's Glory Group, had a trivia night, but my Pathfinder club had a trivia night the same evening. So my family split up and my brothers and Daddy went to G3 and my Mama and sister and I went to Pathfinders because we had jobs to do there.

I was a waitress.

Many of you are probably gasping and shaking your heads.

Because most of you have probably heard my Mama's stories about her brief and humiliating stint, as a waitress.

And let me tell you something.

I inherit my Mama's waitress skills... Or, more accurately, lack of.

We were assigned table numbers. I was number 3 and had no one at my table yet. I thought it would all be easy, until people started showing up.

Well, there were only two people at my table. But that was plenty for me, let me tell you.

Me: "Hello, my name is Marina and I will be your server today. Can I get you anything to drink?"

Lady: "Yes I would like something with caffination, carbination, and lots of sugar!"

Man: "Water, please."

Me:"I will be right back with that, then..."

Trip as I go up to the counter. I was very clumsy yesterday. I get up there and look around.

Me: "Excuse me, but we don't seem to have anything with caffeine. Perhaps we have some in the 'fridge?"

Cook (looking at me like I am crazy): "Do you think we want a bunch of hyper teens? Of course we don't have anything with caffeine!"

I walk back to my table.

Me: "I am sorry, but we don't have anything with caffeine. Can I get you something else?"

Lady (with a "your crazy" look) "I will take some Dr. Pop, then."

Man: "Where's my water?"

Me: "Oh! I will be right back with Dr. Pop and some water!!"

Go back to the counter. After grabbing a water, looking around for some Dr. Pop and finding none, I ask Cook if she could get me some from the refridgerator.

Cook: "We don't have anymore."

Me (after I get back to my table): "I'm sorry, but we don't have any more Dr. Pop. Here's your water, sir."

Lady (giving me another "your-crazy" look): "No more Dr. Pop! Well, get me something brown and with lots of sugar."

Me: "Umm, okay!"

Now anybody who knows me knows that I wandered around the pop for what seemed like hours before my pineapple brain realized that sugar + brown makes Root Beer. Thankfully when I brought it back to her, she was pleased.

Pathfinders got to play trivia and serve tables in-between rounds. The first round talked about TV shows and movies and stuff like that. Again, everyone who personally knows me knows I live under a rock and that I won't know any of these particular answers. I was sitting next to a TLT (Teen Leader in Traning) who clearly has cable and watches this type of movie. He answeres a question, looks at me and says:

TLT: "Have you seen that movie?"

Me: "What movie?"

TLT gives me an "are-you-serious?" look.

Me: "Oh THAT movie! Uhh, no."

TLT gives me another "are-you-serious?" look. Through out the night I get several more "are-you-serious?" "and are-you-crazy?" looks, in addition to the four I had already gotten. I forgot to give a water bottle to a customer for three rounds and I re-told the lady we had Dr. Pop, forgeting that we didn't have anymore.

But I did get some compliments, too. From the same TLT I got ten "points" and a high-five for guessing (corectly ;o)) the word laryngitis (he guessed strep throat) and a compliment (of sorts) from him and another girl saying that I was very mature for twelve. And, as I was apologizing for forgeting the man's water for the second (or was it third?) time, he simply smiled and said

"That's OK, you're a lot of fun."

So, I may be a crazy pineapple who deserves all those "are-you-serious" and "you-need-to-think-these-through-more" and "your-excited-your-able-to-open-a-can?" and "you-run-really-funny-and-can't-kick-a-kickball-straight" looks.

But I know the word laryngitis.*

And I (can be) very mature.**

And I'm fun.***

Unique, one-of-a-kind, slightly dorky, very pineapple-y fun.*****



-**-*** I did not write this post to be braggy. No, you can see that from the first part of this post. I wrote it only to try and explain my craziness and the blank looks people give me all the time.



**** And, in case your wondering, I am fresh pineapple-y fun; not canned pineapple-y fun. Huge difference.

Amazing what I can get into...

Guess what?!!!

An ICE CREAM TRUCK JUST WENT DOWN OUR STREET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Ahh, I finally live on a street with an ice cream truck!

That was all.

Lamberts, Dead Fish, Overnight Trip. You Are Now Caught Up!

Hello snowed-upon-Maconites and non-snowed-upon-Missourianites!

I would love to blame my lack of blogging on being on a trip, but that trip was only one night, two days.

But the trip was a lot of fun. We woke up at five-thirty to leave, and then drove in the car doing schoolwork and watching movies in turn until around three-o'clock.

Then the fun started. We went swimming in the most wonderful pool! Which was half-indoor half-outdoor! It was so much fun! And it had an awesome hot tub! That, when you flipped a switchy-thingy, bubbles came on! Full force!

We dragged ourselves out of the water at dinner time. Actually, we were sorta glad to get out. Because we got to go to Lamberts!!!!!!!!!!

So after we stuffed our faces full of yummy dumplings and meatloaf and chicken and hamburgers and, of course, fried okra and fried potatos, we went home happy with lots of leftovers. But what's a fancy dinner without ice cream?!

So we stopped at a ice cream parlor. Which of course, was delicious. And we went home and watched Little House on the Prairie re-runs. By then we were exhausted, and drifted happily off to sleep...

The next morning we ate a big breakfast, did some school, got in a final hou of swimming and headed out the door. It was so sad to get into the car, so we went to a honey-tea room and ate some candy.

Oh, and Daddy texted me! Can't you just imagine my excitement?

We went to a Chinease buffet for dinner. And we went home and went to bed.

The end...

Not really.

When I walked in the door, I greeted the kitties, and went to check on our new fish.

I regret to say, not one, but two fish layed on the bottom of our tank.

One of them was Baby Kraken, which was the smaller version of Kraken, the biggest fish in the tank.

And you know who the other one was.

Yes, Zoe Blue the II was flushed away last night. Single teardrop.

Not that I want to leave you with that sad note, but my time is up. I will get some pictures up of the awesome pool and Lamberts.

So long farewell, a...Oh!

Forgot to mention, if you look at the time my posts are, well, posted, they are two hours ahead. I really don't post at six-thirty, am.